Tuesday, October 6, 2009

RTT- I am So So Sore

It's Tuesday. WOOT WOOT! Leeeeets get ready to raaaaaandooooooom! If you haven't heard by now, this little slice of random is brought to you by the one and only UnMom, Keely. Go Check her out by clicking the purple button of random doom.

So, I am in the middle of packing my house. Basically it looks like a moving company came into my house and puked up boxes, packing tape and white packing paper. My husband, because of his schedule (and the fact that he isn't even in the country right now), has only packed one box. Yes, that means I am packing the entire house by myself. I am woman, hear me roar! Ok, not so much roar as whimper and then go find the Aspercream. Oh my goodness my back is sore.

My brother is coming to visit on Saturday. The last time I saw him was about a year ago. He had a beard and seriously looked like Vladimir Lenin. I hope it hasn't changed because I love calling him Andy Leninovich. The -vich on the end of Russian names means son of so and so. Just thought you should know that. Oh and photographic proof....

Vladimir Lenin- Leader of the Communist Revolution in Russia

Andy- Brother, non-revolutionary (that I know of).

So I have Skype. I introduced it to my husband for our long separations. Then my mom and dad got wind. Then my grand parents. My aunt soon followed. She refers to it as the George Jetson phone.

Dude, Amazon just paid some kid $150,000 because his Kindle at his homework. A Kindle, for those of you who don't know is a portable device to download books to. Amazon had a snafu earlier this year when they had to delete George Orwell's "1984" off of peoples Kindles because the company they went through to get the copy of the book did not have the publishing rights. As the article points out, the irony of Amazon playing Big Brother and deleting THAT BOOK....yeah kinda funny.

Elizabeth just growled at cartoon puppies on the TV. My dog is whacked.

Anyhoo, I am all out of random and need to get back to packing. Ya'll be good. Use your manners and for heavens sake, quit hitting your sister.

Packing and moving are not my favorite things. I tend to be a packrat so I have way too much unnecessarily stuff. Which means when we eventually decide to sell this house and move to greener pastures, I'll be packing forever and a day. Hey, you'll be an expert by then - you can come help me, right? ;)

I suppose one of these days I should join the masses and sign up for Skype... ;)